Poet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Dedicated to every Poet on here...

Submitted: March 19, 2007

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Submitted: March 19, 2007

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You pour your words like water.
They spill from a 
silver jug.
They crash onto hearthrugs,
I love, 

Your follow thoughts.

Your desperate and lonely.
Hope that the ink will dry,
So you can fly,
and crash again. 
and write again.

Your follow thoughts. 
They catch and caught...
The past echo memory.
Black and dread
Echo photogrophy of 

A hopeful symphony,
Perhaps somebody.

Will look at your.

Poetry.

 

 


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